Taetae |TAEKOOK|

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Before we begin, a quick announcement 📢

I’ve updated this story and shifted my writing to a different platform, as Wattpad was unfortunately deleting my content. From now on, I’ll be uploading the revised chapters here.

Happy reading 💛

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“Plea—please, Nabi… please don’t leave me…”

The boy’s voice wavered, but he didn’t fall apart. Not yet.

The empty children’s park stretched around them in silence, the rusted swings creaking softly under the night breeze—like a memory refusing to fade.

"Jeongguk, just stop," she snapped, irritation sharp in her tone. "I said leave me."

Yang Nayong—Nabi—stood before him with clear disgust etched across her face.

"I am not your toy. I won’t live my life by your conditions anymore."

Jeongguk inhaled slowly, forcing himself to stay steady.
"I never treated you like that, like a toy" he said quietly. "Not once."

A pause.

"Just… don't end it like this. Plea-ease If I did something wrong, then I am sorry yet again."
With that Jeongguk wiped that tear which threatened to fall again. Hell he can never imagine a future without her.

"This.... This is the reason I fall out of love Gguk!!!!" Nabi said pointing out at his tear coated eyes.
"All you ever do is cry. That's it. That's all you're good for."

Her words came like a slap even harsher than an actual one. She scoffed, crossing her arms.

"Look at your brother—he's a doctor. Your father is a doctor, Your damn stepmother is a doctor!!!! Your entire family have money, status, a life."
Her lips curled in disdain.

"And you? What do you have? That stupid little tattoo shop?" she laughed harshly.
"How much do you even earn from that garbage?"

This time— Jeongguk didn’t react immediately. No anger. No outburst. Just a slow tightening of his jaw.

"Jacob earns millions every month—"

That’s when he stilled.
"Jacob…?"he repeated. Blank. Completely blank.

"Yes. Jacob." She stepped closer, chin lifted. "The man I've been cheating on you with."

Silence.

"We have been together for four years, Nabi."
His voice was low. Measured.
"And the audacity of you to cheat on me?"

"Four years?" she laughed bitterly. "Exactly. Four damn years, Jeon Jeongguk."

Her eyes flashed.
"And have you ever once treated me like a lover!!!?"

Jeongguk frowned, confusion mixing with disbelief. Anger. Frustration.
"What the hell are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about us," she snapped. "About making love, Jeon. About intimacy."
Her eyes burned with frustration.
"You barely touched me. Never initiated anything beyond a kiss."